tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031Mon, 05 Mar 2018 18:26:32 +0000FocalinVyvanseOff Intunivneuropsychological testingzoloftADHD drawingsADHD mothering paperAdam SchwebachAdderallFD and C Red 40IntunivKirsten's blogOn SertralineSam Goldsteinaccomadationsaddiction to conflictalcoholassessmentsassignmentsautismavoiding conflictbabyback to schoolbicyclingbreakthroughchanging dosecontactsdancedealing with schooldisciplinedrugsenvironmental factorsexercisefight with cousingaminggeneral ADHDgeneticsgiant leapgiftedhealinginterviewisolationjob chartlearningmed lessonsmiraclemotherhoodmotheringmyjobchart.comneuropsychological evaluation resultsoptometristorganic ketchupour storypaper highlightspatiencepornographypsychologistreward programsafe placesavasanaschool districtstoriessuspensionteachersteaching kids to skiteaching social skillstelling kidsvideo amnestyLife in Our ADHD Familymessy. crazy. amazing. joyful.http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Sunny)Blogger45125LifeInOurAdhdFamilyhttps://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-2840407389014893576Sun, 20 Oct 2013 06:34:00 +00002013-10-20T00:34:35.637-06:00What Are ADHD and Autism? A Movie<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/SexaNxwO2eQ" width="459"></iframe><br /><br />Our family made this video to share in our kids' class at school. http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2013/10/what-are-adhd-and-autism-movie.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-996122127126073996Tue, 09 Jul 2013 21:51:00 +00002013-07-09T15:56:03.999-06:00accomadationsdealing with schoolteachersteaching social skillsGlad Summer's Here...I Think<br /><br /><br /><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:DocumentProperties> <o:Template>Normal</o:Template> <o:Revision>0</o:Revision> <o:TotalTime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:Pages>1</o:Pages> <o:Words>610</o:Words> <o:Characters>3479</o:Characters> <o:Lines>28</o:Lines> <o:Paragraphs>6</o:Paragraphs> <o:CharactersWithSpaces>4272</o:CharactersWithSpaces> <o:Version>11.1539</o:Version> </o:DocumentProperties> <o:OfficeDocumentSettings> <o:AllowPNG/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:DoNotShowRevisions/> <w:DoNotPrintRevisions/> <w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:UseMarginsForDrawingGridOrigin/> </w:WordDocument></xml><![endif]--> <!--StartFragment--> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TN0QgGSEU-Y/UdyEPzj9c3I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/meHOCf_Psgg/s1600/IMG_1348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TN0QgGSEU-Y/UdyEPzj9c3I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/meHOCf_Psgg/s640/IMG_1348.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Boys' Summer Handbook: When bored, start a fight. Hand-to-hand combat is great, but almost anything can be turned into a weapon. For instance, see towels in the above photo.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal">Our kids have attended three different schools because of family moves. Up to this point, we haven’t really had any conflicts with our schools about accommodations for our kids. I feel like we’ve dealt with people who really loved our kids despite their sometimes difficult behaviors. I feel like people have tried to help our kids deal with their shortcomings and offered support. But our present school has been a struggle. It’s hard to know who’s driving decisions--principals, other administrators, teachers, other parents--but from what I can tell, the principal does not want Luke at her school. It’s a great school for many reasons: test scores, extra activities, tons of parent involvement, but it is a little too perfectly, perfect, and they don’t seem to have room for coloring outside the lines.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">We survived last year at this school because Luke’s teacher was so patient and kind. He did have some meltdowns and a suspension or two (I lose track!). But his teacher was so positive and helpful. The special ed teacher was awesome last year too. This year his teacher wanted him to do things her way, and she did not take kindly to when Luke resisted. She didn’t really seem to accept that he was struggling with his own difficulties, but saw it as a struggle against her. I guess I don’t know really what was going on in her mind, but she seemed to see her relationship with Luke as a battle of wills. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I’ve talked about this before, but Luke’s intelligence plays against him sometimes. Academically, he is so smart that teachers and administrators can’t or don’t believe he has social, organizational, and focus difficulties. I told his teacher at the beginning of the year that it is difficult to not take his disobedience or rebuffs personally. He’s smart. He knows what he’s doing, so it seems he must be doing it with malice. But he’s not. He’s impulsive, he’s slow on emotional control, he’s easily frustrated. When he’s done something wrong, in hindsight, he knows it’s wrong, but that doesn’t stop him from doing it at the moment. His teacher and principal dislike him and don’t have a disability mindset. That can’t see the struggles he goes through. They just think he’s naughty. Insolent. A pain in the butt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>Extra work. They don’t have time for him. They want to move him to a “learning center,” which is the district’s euphemism for a behavioral unit. I don’t have anything against behavioral units, but they are usually reserved for kids whose disabilities are much more severe than Luke’s.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">This year Luke got an in-school suspension for tearing up a leaf and saying, “This is what I would do to Jill’s* head if I could.” A mean, naughty, threatening thing to say. It makes me sad to hear that he says things like that. No mom wants their kid to say things like that. But to get suspended for it? No other student in the school would be suspended for that, and how is that accommodating for his poor emotional control if they suspend him for stuff like that? It’s comparable to punishing a child with dyslexia for making a spelling mistake. And now that I’m getting in to my rant mode a little, let me just add that he gets picked on and talked down to and bossed around and treated like he’s intellectually disabled much of the time. The principal’s solution is to tell everyone to keep away from him. Kids have told him that they’re “not allowed to play with him.” </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">On the other hand, the very fabulous, accepting, smart, kind, and all-round amazing school psychologist, has tried to counteract some of these very uncreative solutions. She went in to the classroom and taught the kids social skills and how to interact with one another. She’s trying to help them understand one another, and that they all have weaknesses—some people’s are just a little more obvious (wink). We need to help all kids fit in and get along with various types of people NOT ostracize them. That’s an appeal to the heart, but the appeal to the mind is just as strong. Our families and communities are only as happy, healthy, and thriving as each individual is. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I got a little ranty there. But we did find some solutions and are making some progress in making life better for Luke and our family. More to come.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Names have been changed.</div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2013/07/glad-summers-herei-think.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-2752206239492571426Thu, 09 May 2013 15:51:00 +00002013-05-09T09:51:38.630-06:00Teach Kids Resilience<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=isfw8JJ-eWM&amp;feature=youtube_gdata">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=isfw8JJ-eWM&amp;feature=youtube_gdata</a>http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2013/05/teach-kids-resilience.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-6400611488231970219Thu, 28 Mar 2013 22:24:00 +00002013-03-28T16:24:27.656-06:00Peter the Apostle Had ADHD<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dMBG34zpKg/UVS9EX4xQFI/AAAAAAAAASs/NvT7nI6sHfU/s1600/Caravaggio_-_Martirio_di_San_Pietro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dMBG34zpKg/UVS9EX4xQFI/AAAAAAAAASs/NvT7nI6sHfU/s320/Caravaggio_-_Martirio_di_San_Pietro.jpg" width="247" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 30px; line-height: 37px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: normal;">Caravaggio's Crucifixion of St. Peter</span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Happy Easter and Passover (or whatever you may be celebrating this weekend).</span></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 37px;">With all the news about the new pope and with Easter coming up, I have a spiritual/religious/ADHD message for today:</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 37px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 37px;">Peter the Apostle had ADHD.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 37px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 37px;"><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 37px;">In church the other day, someone was retelling the story of Christ walking on water. The apostles were in a boat during a storm on the Sea of Galilee, and Christ walked out to them. When Peter saw him, he hopped out onto the roiling waters and tried to walk toward Christ. He took a few steps, got scared, and started to sink. Jesus rescued Peter and calmed the waters. “Pretty impulsive,” I thought. “Sounds like Peter had ADHD.”</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 37px;"> <div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 37px;"><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">And then I thought about some other famous St. Peter stories. He was told three times in a row by Jesus, “Feed my sheep.” (Wonder what he was like getting ready in the morning.) Peter slashed off the ear of a man who was arresting Jesus, but Jesus calmly told Peter to put his sword away and immediately healed the man. Peter fell asleep when he was supposed to be on watch in the Garden of Gethsemane. Peter told Christ he was ready to go to prison and death with him, but soon after denied knowing him.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">When Christ was washing the feet of the apostles, Peter refused, thinking it was too lowly a task for the Savior. When Christ implied it was critical, Peter said essentially, “Okay, then, wash my head and hands and feet.” I think Peter probably provided Jesus with a lot of good laughs—patient and good-hearted laughs, as in, “Hang in there Peter, it’s all going to be clear to you one day.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The thing is, Peter was a pretty good guy, an amazing human. If Jesus’ right-hand man had ADHD, it can’t be too bad.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">After Christ died, Peter seemed to grow into his responsibility, and his ADHD served him well. He preached the gospel despite threats and arrests. He famously said to his accusers, “Whether it is right in the sight of God for us to obey you rather than God, you be the judges. It is <i>impossible</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> for us not to speak about what we have seen and heard.” He preached the equality of the Gentiles. He journeyed around the Mediterranean, speaking to all kinds of people. In the end, he was purported to have died a martyr, crucified upside down at his request because he did not feel worthy to die the same way as Jesus. He is a hero of Christianity, who—in my humble opinion—probably had ADHD for a reason. </span></div><!--EndFragment--></span></span><br /></div>http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2013/03/peter-apostle-had-adhd.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-3541492383388273325Wed, 13 Mar 2013 18:29:00 +00002013-03-13T12:29:28.570-06:00"No" on the Letter and Buzz, A Must Read<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4De_OZ0peA/UUDCj_ZmX3I/AAAAAAAAASc/ao-EnHSin9g/s1600/DSC_0806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4De_OZ0peA/UUDCj_ZmX3I/AAAAAAAAASc/ao-EnHSin9g/s320/DSC_0806.JPG" width="214" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lots of energy in our house.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Well, the principal and teacher do not want to pass along our <a href="http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2013/02/this-is-how-he-feels-about-everything.html">letter</a> to parents of children in Luke’s class because they feel it would “add fuel to the fire.” Some parents have actually complained about having Luke in the class and want him out. I’m not sure whether they are saying that Luke is disruptive or aggressive, but I don’t see either one as being an overarching problem in the classroom. Yes, I understand it might take time to deal with Luke, but it takes time to help a child who is struggling with reading or a child who is hearing impaired. Should we kick them all out? We wouldn’t have a class left.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">So the principal told me that this letter would just make other parents more concerned that their children were being deprived, and that they wouldn’t care about my son’s rights to appropriate education. I really didn’t know what to say after that, so I just left it. I could find the class parents and deliver the letters on my own, I guess. Not sure what we’ll do next.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Next subject. I am reading the book, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Buzz-A-Year-Paying-Attention/dp/B0052HL3R0/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1363195941&amp;sr=8-1&amp;keywords=buzz+a+year+of+paying+attention"><b>Buzz: A Year of Paying Attention</b></a> by <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Katherine-Ellison/e/B001H6Q4I8/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1363195941&amp;sr=8-1">Katherine Ellison</a>. “A hilarious and heartrending account of one mother’s journey to understand and reconnect with her high-spirited preteen son—a true story sure to beguile parents grappling with a child’s bewildering behavior.” –from Amazon<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The mother and son are both dealing with ADHD, and I love Ellison’s honest and funny take on their life. And she explores every avenue of ADHD treatment that I’ve ever wanted to look into. I’ll let her visit Dr. Daniel Amen and get a brain scan so I don’t have to—unless she says it was worth it. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The book is fabulous. I read a review of it a while ago that wasn’t particularly glowing, so I didn’t rush out and get it, but I’ll tell you to rush out and get it. It may be that I relate well to their situation, but I think anyone dealing with ADHD can find some gems of wisdom and black comedy in there.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">For instance, Ellison has a little epiphany about how her son’s behavior is exacerbated by his own stress and is not just a ploy to destroy her sanity—something I have to remind myself over and over again:<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">“Suddenly, he’s no longer my persecutor, the rebel lashing out against a weakened foe, the spoiled symbol of everything that’s going wrong with American youth, the painfully public proof of how Jack [her husband] and I have screwed up as parents.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">“He’s just nine years old. He’s getting scolded at home, and teased, rejected, and reprimanded every single day at school. His mother is unhappy, her behavior erratic….<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">“On top of all this, he has just learned that he has something wrong with <i>his</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> brain.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">“He’s scared. And he’s calling 9-1-1 for help.”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">Do you relate?</div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2013/03/no-on-letter-and-buzz-must-read.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-1526646691894392999Tue, 26 Feb 2013 20:41:00 +00002013-02-26T13:44:16.229-07:00A Letter to Parents in Our Son's Class<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pz6_UNdg2W8/US0c7xfSzMI/AAAAAAAAASI/y6M4ZhP3jX8/s1600/P1040552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pz6_UNdg2W8/US0c7xfSzMI/AAAAAAAAASI/y6M4ZhP3jX8/s320/P1040552.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is how he feels about everything except screen time and ice cream.</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Parents have been complaining about the problems Luke is causing in class. So we decided to write a letter and ask the teacher to forward it to the parents. Don't know if she will or not. We'll see. I say that a lot.<br /><br /><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:DocumentProperties> <o:Template>Normal</o:Template> <o:Revision>0</o:Revision> <o:TotalTime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:Pages>1</o:Pages> <o:Words>325</o:Words> <o:Characters>1856</o:Characters> <o:Lines>15</o:Lines> <o:Paragraphs>3</o:Paragraphs> <o:CharactersWithSpaces>2279</o:CharactersWithSpaces> <o:Version>11.1539</o:Version> </o:DocumentProperties> <o:OfficeDocumentSettings> <o:AllowPNG/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:DoNotShowRevisions/> <w:DoNotPrintRevisions/> <w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:UseMarginsForDrawingGridOrigin/> </w:WordDocument></xml><![endif]--> <!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: black;">Dear Parents,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: black;">Hi. Our son Luke is in your child’s class. Some of you are likely aware that Luke has been involved in some problems in class and on the playground recently. We would like to apologize for any hurt or frustration he has caused. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: black;">In addition, if you are interested, we would also like to take this opportunity to explain a little bit about Luke’s disabilities. We hesitate to tell others about Luke’s disabilities because we don’t want him to be negatively labeled or teased, but we hope that offering some information may help the situation.&nbsp;<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: black;">Luke has been diagnosed with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD) and some behaviors of Aspergers Syndrome (this is often referred to as high-functioning autism). Though he often seems like a fairly typical child and does well academically, he has impaired impulse control, social skills, and sensory processing. He also has difficulty handling conflict and changes in his routine or environment and is still adjusting to moving to a new school.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: black;">We know that Luke’s behaviors can be antagonistic or immature.&nbsp;His skills have improved over time, but he still struggles to a degree that can sometimes be disruptive.&nbsp;Luke's challenges have helped our family learn a lot about getting along with people who are different or who have disabilities. They often have unique gifts. We hope you will see Luke’s presence as a learning opportunity for your child. &nbsp;We understand there is a good deal of skepticism and misperception about autism.&nbsp; We often don’t know what to think ourselves.&nbsp; Though Luke’s disabilities can’t always be seen, we hope you can try to understand that his challenges are real, and no one feels them more acutely than he does.&nbsp;<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: black;">We work with Luke outside of school and receive great support from specialists at the school. The patient Mrs. Jones helps him track his behavior throughout the day. He is making progress, and we will continue to address any problems. If you think this information may be beneficial for your student, please feel free to share a basic explanation of Luke’s challenges.&nbsp;<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: black;">Thank you for your understanding. Please fell free to call us if you have any questions or concerns.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: black;">Have you ever sent a letter like this?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2013/02/this-is-how-he-feels-about-everything.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-8778040270094440913Wed, 09 Jan 2013 21:30:00 +00002013-01-09T14:41:55.920-07:00Focalinpsychologistschool districtsuspensionFocalin, Suspension, Help from the School District<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9FyGRPh7XIs/UO3bodNzkSI/AAAAAAAAAR4/TUe-rQAQG1Q/s1600/DSC_0171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9FyGRPh7XIs/UO3bodNzkSI/AAAAAAAAAR4/TUe-rQAQG1Q/s320/DSC_0171.JPG" width="214" /></a></div><br /><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:DocumentProperties> <o:Template>Normal</o:Template> <o:Revision>0</o:Revision> <o:TotalTime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:Pages>1</o:Pages> <o:Words>533</o:Words> <o:Characters>3041</o:Characters> <o:Lines>25</o:Lines> <o:Paragraphs>6</o:Paragraphs> <o:CharactersWithSpaces>3734</o:CharactersWithSpaces> <o:Version>11.1539</o:Version> </o:DocumentProperties> <o:OfficeDocumentSettings> <o:AllowPNG/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:DoNotShowRevisions/> <w:DoNotPrintRevisions/> <w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:UseMarginsForDrawingGridOrigin/> </w:WordDocument></xml><![endif]--> <!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal">New medication for both kids, so I’ve gotta keep track. It’s sort of unexpected that we changed medication. We have tried the kids on several things, and I felt that they were using what worked best. But then a little catalyst of change came up. In December, Luke was suspended for three days for hitting another boy in his class.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Got that call from the principal, “Mrs. Larson. There’s been an <i>incident</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> with Luke.” The first time I got that call, I was in tears. The second, I was really stressed. The third I just sighed and rolled my eyes. Kind of an "Oh boy, what now?" But it turned out to be worse than an eye roller.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">So I met with the principal about the incident and got a lot more info. The kid had teased Luke and tattled on him. Luke had hit him--but he's no boxer. I worry more about his bark than his bite. It seemed that this meeting was really a "we don't know what to do with your kid" meeting. I realized that things were not going as well as I thought at school. Luke has a tracker that his teacher signs and sends home, and he was earning rewards almost every day. He did have some problems with other kids that the teacher had told me about, but things were definitely worse than I perceived.&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">My husband and I met with the principal and vice principal again the next day. Things just seemed to get worse. They brought up the option of putting Luke in a Learning Center, which essentially means a smaller classroom for kids with behavior problems at a different school. We were shocked to hear that. DH about lost his mind and brought a law suit after that meeting.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The next day Luke, my husband, and I went to one meeting with the district “Safe Schools” administrator and another with the case management team. The people at the district were very understanding and helpful and reassuring that they wanted to help Luke and not kick him to the curb. But we did get the idea that they had gone a little overboard with Luke's suspension. They termed it an “assault.” And Luke had to sign a general behavior contract that I’d say is usually reserved for tough high school kids. It mentioned arson, theft, vandalism… Luke started to read it and said, “What’s sexting?” The administrator pushed the paper right up to Luke’s chest and said, “Just sign the bottom here.” Luke cuddled a stuffed dog in one hand and signed with the other. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">So we were at one of those points of desperation where we felt like we’d do anything to help Luke and make the situation at school better. I asked our pediatrician Dr. Dave about trying different meds, and he suggested Focalin. We had tried it several years ago and decided against it since it made Luke sleepy but thought we’d try again with a super low dose. So we switched both Luke and Izzy and started with a very low 5 mg dose for Luke and 10 mg for Izzy. Izzy obviously needed more, and we gradually increased her dose to 20 mg. We then tried her on 27 mg of Concerta, which is also a methylphenidate, but she seemed to get a little over-the-top crazy on that. So we are sticking with 20 mg Focalin for both of them. I think it might be working better than the Vyvanse. But since this is all so subjective and mixed in with the emotions of a desperate mother and father, it is hard to know. We are also trying to figure out if they need a little short-acting, after-school dose.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">More details to come on help from the school district, an in-class aid, school psychologist and special ed teacher changes, and finding an outside psychologist.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.daringyoungmom.com/2012/12/19/drops-of-awesome/">A great message for moms who are trying their best.</a></div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2013/01/focalin-suspension-help-from-school.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-1931252530349109096Sat, 13 Oct 2012 04:56:00 +00002012-10-12T22:59:06.350-06:00Et tu, Wyatt?<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gUTmeSEL7KM/UHjzt_yXzTI/AAAAAAAAARk/iHY5ZZRHRWc/s1600/P1030874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gUTmeSEL7KM/UHjzt_yXzTI/AAAAAAAAARk/iHY5ZZRHRWc/s320/P1030874.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just another day at the zany house.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:DocumentProperties> <o:Template>Normal</o:Template> <o:Revision>0</o:Revision> <o:TotalTime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:Pages>1</o:Pages> <o:Words>436</o:Words> <o:Characters>2486</o:Characters> <o:Lines>20</o:Lines> <o:Paragraphs>4</o:Paragraphs> <o:CharactersWithSpaces>3052</o:CharactersWithSpaces> <o:Version>11.1539</o:Version> </o:DocumentProperties> <o:OfficeDocumentSettings> <o:AllowPNG/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:DoNotShowRevisions/> <w:DoNotPrintRevisions/> <w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:UseMarginsForDrawingGridOrigin/> </w:WordDocument></xml><![endif]--> <!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal">First few weeks of school. Izzy has been trying to adjust to an uber-organized, high standards teacher. She had a horrible day yesterday, forgot her homework, yelled at the teacher, kids were trying to help her get back on track, but she felt like they were “bossing” her around. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">We made sure everything was ready to go this morning, and I reminded her 17 times not to doodle and to pay attention so she would know what to do and to write her assignments in her planner and that she had to bring her planner, her folder, and her keyboarding paper home each night. Poor child. I didn’t really tell her 17 times. It was more like 17 attempts at delivering this information while she was actually listening. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">So tonight when we said the blessing on the food, she said, “Thank you that I finally had one good day in the last two weeks.” I tried not to explode with joy and said, “What happened today? Why was it good?”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">She said, “Even though I really wanted to, I kept myself from doodling, and then I heard everything that I was supposed to do, and I wasn’t confused.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Wow. I wanted to do cartwheels all the way to Australia. Instead I said something textbooky like, “That was some really good self control. I’m glad you had such a good day. Way to go.” Textbooky may sound stilted, but it’s usually better than what would automatically roll off my tongue, so I go with it. I try to be really positive with Izzy.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Any how, triumphant day, and I’m going to roll in it! …Oh ya, for two seconds, because on this very same day I ran into Wyatt’s teacher and she told me that he couldn’t sit still for his reading testing today and that he scored rather low. When I said I knew he couldn’t sit still and mentioned ADHD in the family, she subtly asked if anyone was on medication. That was probably illegal. And then she casually mentioned that some kids just do so well with it…and some kids don’t. I’ve heard that before. Yes, I’ve heard those words before, Oh Wyatt, Wyatt, Wyatt. Et tu, Wyatt?</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Do these teachers know that we are screaming inside when they drop these little hints? Do they know we want to just fall on the floor crying? Do they know our heads are splitting and our hearts are breaking? Do they know I want to say, “Okay, no big deal. I think I’ll put my kid on an amphetamine, also known as a psychostimulant, that may stunt his growth and cause sleep problems and can be addictive. What the heck.” You know, I don’t even mean to rip on this teacher. I’m sure that she struggles and frets with these “spirited” children and sees improvements when some of them start meds. I’m sure that she sees some of the challenges alleviated. I’m sure that she sees children who probably need meds and parents who don’t give them meds. I know she has her struggles too. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">But for me, she has taken my dreams and thrown them in the river and waved good bye, “Hey, I hope it wasn’t too rough parting with your idyllic thoughts of raising this beautiful boy. Buh bye. Ya, new life paradigm. Get up to speed, Mom.”</div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2012/10/just-another-day-at-zany-house.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-5258649352447500025Sat, 01 Sep 2012 04:39:00 +00002012-08-31T22:40:01.779-06:00What Is PDD-NOS?<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UTmE4l24ElU/UEGQdoJiexI/AAAAAAAAARE/g5MOiDm8ccc/s1600/DSC_0480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UTmE4l24ElU/UEGQdoJiexI/AAAAAAAAARE/g5MOiDm8ccc/s320/DSC_0480.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">HIking at Bryce Canyon. Amazing.<br /><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">I'm compiling some info for our teacher who hasn't had any autism spectrum kids in her classrooms--or as she said, "any who are diagnosed."</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>PDD-NOS (pervasive developmental disorder not otherwise specified) seems to me (and to doctors and anyone else who seems to write or talk about it) to be very similar to Asperger's or high-functioning autism.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>Individuals often have average to above-average intelligence.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>Difficulty with social skills and friendships. This can be the greatest challenge. They may want to make friends very badly, yet do not have a clue as to how to go about it. Identifying 1 or 2 empathetic students who can serve as "buddies" will help the child feel as though the world is a friendlier place.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>Difﬁculty using and interpreting gestures, judging proximity to others, and maintaining eye contact, all of which may impede the development of personal relationships.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>Because of an intense interest in one or two topics, the individual may talk <i>at</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> people instead of to people, disregarding the listener’s interest or attention. Although individuals may make efforts to socially interact with others, their unusual manner may leave many people not knowing how to respond. The person with Asperger’s syndrome may then be left misunderstood and isolated.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>"Swiss cheese" development. Some things are learned age-appropriately, while other things may lag behind. For example, a child may understand complex mathematics principles, yet not be able to remember to bring their homework home.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>Difficulties with transitions. Needs advance notice if there is going to be a change or disruption in the schedule. Let child know, if possible, when there will be a substitute teacher or a field trip occurring during regular school hours.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>May get overstimulated by loud noises, lights, strong tastes or textures, because of the hightened sensitivity to these things. With lots of other kids, chaos and noise, if needed, help the child find a quiet spot to which he can go for some "solace." May need to fidget or chew things.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>Unstructured times (such as lunch, recess and PE) may prove to be the most difficult for the child. Please try to help provide some guidance, a friend or extra adult help during these more difficult times.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>Allow the child to "move about" as sitting still for long periods of time can be very difficult (even a 5 minute walk with a friend or aide can help a lot).<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>Although vocabulary and use of language may seem high, AS children may not know the meaning of what they are saying even though the words sound correct.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>The perspectives of the AS child can be unique and, at times, immovable.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: AppleGothic;">•</span>Can be dysgraphic and unable to listen to you talk, read the board and take notes at the same time.<o:p></o:p></div><!--EndFragment--><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></td></tr></tbody></table>http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2012/08/what-is-pdd-nos.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-7982449515165862340Tue, 21 Aug 2012 21:15:00 +00002012-08-21T15:15:25.150-06:00Goals for the New School Year<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_e60tA2o6ac/UDP3YFdyk9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/NK7XOidRYNM/s1600/P1040600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_e60tA2o6ac/UDP3YFdyk9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/NK7XOidRYNM/s320/P1040600.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Aaaaaaahh! School is starting soon. That was an "aaaaaaahh" of both excitement and dread. Excitement because I wouldn't mind ten seconds to myself, and the kids are excited to see friends and enjoy the fun parts of school. We are all dreading the not-so-fun parts of school. But I have some goals to help us all start out on the right foot.<br /><br />1. Review IEPs and be on the ball to get accommodations going.<br />2. Meet with new teachers, school psychologist, special ed. teacher, and principal before school starts.<br />3. Create "Notes" for the new teachers describing the three most difficult behaviors they may encounter and how to deal with them.<br />4. Bring a beginning of the year gift/bribe to teachers.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-Ilnq5W3kE/UDP2hFrmxoI/AAAAAAAAAQo/a1UyKFIkjvs/s1600/P1040581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;">5. Talk to the kids individually about their concerns and how we can make it a great year.</span></a><br /><br />Let's see what I <i>actually</i> get done. I'll report back.<br /><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-Ilnq5W3kE/UDP2hFrmxoI/AAAAAAAAAQo/a1UyKFIkjvs/s1600/P1040581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-Ilnq5W3kE/UDP2hFrmxoI/AAAAAAAAAQo/a1UyKFIkjvs/s320/P1040581.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Beach Bakery. Yummy, um, but not for real.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2012/08/goals-for-new-school-year.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-5492145868265120194Tue, 05 Jun 2012 04:31:00 +00002012-06-04T22:31:00.552-06:00Tools for Anger Management<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:DocumentProperties> <o:Template>Normal</o:Template> <o:Revision>0</o:Revision> <o:TotalTime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:Pages>1</o:Pages> <o:Words>204</o:Words> <o:Characters>1165</o:Characters> <o:Lines>9</o:Lines> <o:Paragraphs>2</o:Paragraphs> <o:CharactersWithSpaces>1430</o:CharactersWithSpaces> <o:Version>11.1539</o:Version> </o:DocumentProperties> <o:OfficeDocumentSettings> <o:AllowPNG/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:DoNotShowRevisions/> <w:DoNotPrintRevisions/> <w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:UseMarginsForDrawingGridOrigin/> </w:WordDocument></xml><![endif]--> <!--StartFragment--> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7Sp7yssbvU/T82Kvw_ZgOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/1V1fkE3s-jU/s1600/P1040306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7Sp7yssbvU/T82Kvw_ZgOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/1V1fkE3s-jU/s320/P1040306.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Summertime!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Here are some notes from an anger management class that we went to. The kids made some cards and illustrations of their feelings and reminders too.&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Izzy said her mind is like a garbage disposal. It gets all clogged up and full of garbage, and she has to run the disposal to clear it out and think calmly again. Great analogy!</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">TRUTH—No one can make me angry. I choose.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">3 Rules of Anger<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>Don’t hurt self, don’t hurt others, don’t damage property.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Look at it differently.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>Seeing things from other perspectives (remember the guy whose kids were out of control?—his wife had died). Sometimes understanding another point of view is helpful in decreasing negative emotions.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">4x4 breathing—deep breathing can help calm the body. Breathe in slowly to the count of 4 and out to the count of 4.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">HALT Hungry Angry Lonely and Tired We don’t make good decisions when we are feeling these feeling.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Emotional Brain to Logical Brain—When we are feeling emotional, we can use counting or thinking things to pull us out of our emotional brain and into using the frontal cortex. We can then think through our situation.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">REMEMBER anger is a secondary emotion. We FEEL something before we get to anger. It may be frustration, embarrassment, disappointment, intimidation, sadness. When we can put a name to our feelings and realize what situations trigger these feelings, we can help reduce negative results.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">1, 2, 3 feelings back<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>Ask your child what feelings they had that day. Many times children have felt many other feelings, but can not name them or explain what they are feeling. If we help them learn different words to express their emotions, they will be more able to healthily express their emotions.</div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2012/06/tools-for-anger-management.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-4952806561372197841Thu, 17 May 2012 19:21:00 +00002012-05-17T13:21:08.796-06:00changing doseIntunivVyvansezoloftActually Doc…<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:DocumentProperties> <o:Template>Normal</o:Template> <o:Revision>0</o:Revision> <o:TotalTime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:Pages>1</o:Pages> <o:Words>435</o:Words> <o:Characters>2480</o:Characters> <o:Lines>20</o:Lines> <o:Paragraphs>4</o:Paragraphs> <o:CharactersWithSpaces>3045</o:CharactersWithSpaces> <o:Version>11.1539</o:Version> </o:DocumentProperties> <o:OfficeDocumentSettings> <o:AllowPNG/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:DoNotShowRevisions/> <w:DoNotPrintRevisions/> <w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:UseMarginsForDrawingGridOrigin/> </w:WordDocument></xml><![endif]--> <!--StartFragment--> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeQcV0MPnjM/T7VNm-kXhjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4_eP6wYlsyQ/s1600/P1040331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeQcV0MPnjM/T7VNm-kXhjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4_eP6wYlsyQ/s400/P1040331.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Gets tired in the late afternoon sometimes, but I think switching the timing of Intuniv and starting Vyvanse has helped with that.</span><br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Took Luke to the doc for a checkup since he has started Vyvanse (lisdex<b>amfetamine</b><span style="font-weight: normal;">). Notice the amfetamine. My babies are on amfetamines. This all seems soooo counterintuitive.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>And even though it does help, it still scares me. Have I said that before? Anyway, I’m happy that our move has taken us back to Doctor Dave, my husband’s brother who is an awesome pediatrician. And it was a classic Luke interchange.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Doc: “So do you think these new pills are helping?”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Luke: “Well, the pills don’t stop my meltdowns, they just give me more power to stop my meltdowns. Like if my brain is a bomb about to go off, the pills let me hack in and give me a couple extra minutes to disarm the bomb.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Doc: “So you’re doing better with the meltdowns?”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Luke: “Ya. I haven’t had one since the Pinewood Derby.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Mom (had to clarify a little): “The Pinewood Derby was last night.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">And later:</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Doc: “So do you know what the Chill Drill is?”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Luke: “No.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Doc: “When you feel like you’re going to have a meltdown, you imagine that you’re a penguin standing on ice. Breathe in some cool air, imagine your head cooling down, your feet cooling down. You just chill.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Luke: “Well actually, that is the exact opposite of what penguins do. They try to maintain body heat and they huddle together to keep warm and hold their eggs on their feet to keep the eggs warm. They even have blubber to help them stay warm.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.siec.k12.in.us/~west/proj/penguins/images/emperor7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="238" src="http://www.siec.k12.in.us/~west/proj/penguins/images/emperor7.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The nurse and I looked at each other and tried not to laugh. Doctor Dave, patient as ever, went along with some Antarctic discussion and a new glacier metaphor.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The good news is that Doctor Dave saw a marked change in Luke since our last visit. Dave said the last time we visited, Luke wouldn’t even engage, but this time he talked a lot, and they had a good exchange. Small triumph. Better—I didn’t say perfect—social skills.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">So for the record, we’ve changed both Izzy and Luke’s medications again. Nothing huge, but we’ve increased dosages. They’ve gone from 25 mg to 37.5 mg of Zoloft, their anxiety med. I’m giving them a pill and a half, since I’m wary about jumping right up to a double dose. I know they’ve been taking these meds for a few years now, and I know the dosage often increases as they grow and gain weight, but I’m still cautious. Who knows if they’ll take these meds off the market in 20 years and say, “Oops, we just realized that those drugs are causing brain tumors.” That may seem paranoid to some people, but in my mind those kinds of things happen all the time. So <i>the smallest dose that helps</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> is my mantra.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">We also increased Luke’s dose of Vyvanse from 5 mg to 10 mg. Still a negligible quantity, but Luke and stimulants can be a scary combination. He just metabolizes the drugs like gasoline on fire. I was worried that he wouldn’t sleep on the 10 mg dose, but he fell in to bed and off to dreamland no problem. I think taking the Intuniv at night, riding his bike to school, and playing baseball are all helping with that. Baseball is another story for another day…<o:p></o:p></div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2012/05/actually-doc.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-6190195368836011106Sat, 11 Feb 2012 06:17:00 +00002012-02-10T23:17:12.118-07:00Is Intuniv Causing Weight Gain?<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:DocumentProperties> <o:Template>Normal</o:Template> <o:Revision>0</o:Revision> <o:TotalTime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:Pages>1</o:Pages> <o:Words>474</o:Words> <o:Characters>2706</o:Characters> <o:Lines>22</o:Lines> <o:Paragraphs>5</o:Paragraphs> <o:CharactersWithSpaces>3323</o:CharactersWithSpaces> <o:Version>11.1539</o:Version> </o:DocumentProperties> <o:OfficeDocumentSettings> <o:AllowPNG/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:DoNotShowRevisions/> <w:DoNotPrintRevisions/> <w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:UseMarginsForDrawingGridOrigin/> </w:WordDocument></xml><![endif]--> <!--StartFragment--> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1uq9SmxQJuo/TzX9CgkTsbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/2pKjQpy-ShQ/s1600/Clavicle-L-Axial_071820111027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="368" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1uq9SmxQJuo/TzX9CgkTsbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/2pKjQpy-ShQ/s400/Clavicle-L-Axial_071820111027.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I learned a new word this year, communited:&nbsp;<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-size: x-small; line-height: 16px;">&nbsp;a&nbsp;fracture in which bone is broken, splintered or crushed into a number of pieces. Observe my lovely clavicle.</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal">This is just one of the many reasons I haven’t blogged for a million years. Moving a few times has something to do with it too.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">But this blog is my own personal record of the kids’ medications, doses, timelines, etc., and since we’ve changed Luke’s meds, I’ve got to get it on the record.&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The impetus for me feeling like we should consider changing meds was his weight. He started wrestling this year, and I was surprised when he weighed in at more than most kids his age. In the last half year or so, he has gone from a pretty skinny kid to the 92 percentile on the weight scale for his age. Such a quick gain didn’t seem healthy. I don’t think there’s a significant difference in how much he has stared at screens. He’s always had as much video, computer, and television as I would possibly allow him, but I’m pretty strict. I could only think of two things that could be the cause: school lunch or Intuniv. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHtB9Cznuck/TzX_dF72f0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/BuQ1sSokiLk/s1600/DSC_0790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHtB9Cznuck/TzX_dF72f0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/BuQ1sSokiLk/s400/DSC_0790.JPG" width="267" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Kinda skinny, right?</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I’m really not a fan of school lunch. I used to buy it for the kids only once or twice a week. But things have been so hectic, I’ve succumbed to the easiness of an online payment. And I’m still doing it, despite my concerns! Gotta get life under control here and make lunches…</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd5fSDcRKWg/TzYAipdQsSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JRctaQP4rLI/s1600/DSC_0392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd5fSDcRKWg/TzYAipdQsSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JRctaQP4rLI/s400/DSC_0392.JPG" width="267" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here we have a mountain man in the 4th grade history play. Not quite as lean, and I don't know why. Could this just be his body changing in prepubescence? (I've always hated that word.) Changes that might go unnoticed by others always have a way of freaking me out because I'm paranoid about having my child take drugs. Yes, they help him, but in the back of my mind, the worried dialogue careers. Wait a minute, I've noticed a change!! Is his body composition changing?! Is he more lethargic?! Is something bad happening to him?! Aaaahhh, save the neurotic mother and the lab-rat child.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I knew that weight gain was a side effect of Intuniv, (not listed on the official Intuniv web site but on other sites), so I decided to talk to our pediatrician about it. I have also felt like Luke has become more and more lethargic and wondered if that was a side effect from Intuniv. It is an antihypertensive (lowers blood pressure) after all. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">So our pediatrician suggested we try a stimulant again. I busted out my records and told him that even with the smallest doses of Vyvanse, Focalin, or Daytrana, Luke was completely buzzed and wouldn’t fall asleep. So we talked back and forth trying to decide on a new treatment that might work better. We decided on trying a teeny, tiny dose of Vyvanse in the morning and keeping the Intuniv but at a smaller dose and giving it to him at night before he goes to sleep. Intuniv is supposed to last for 24 hours, so the time you give the dose shouldn’t really matter, but my pediatrician explained that there is an arc to the release of the drug, building up in the system and tapering off. So he told me to just give it a try. You know, experiences with infertility, cancer, and ADHD have taught me that that’s what medicine comes down to anyway—give it a try. I’ve probably mentioned that before.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">So Luke is now on 5, yes, 5 mg of Vyvanse a day. The smallest pill available is 20 mg, so I have to open a capsule and divide it into 4 parts. It ends up as barely a breath of white powder in the bottom of a cup. It seems almost ridiculous, but I have read that some people can metabolize medicine so quickly that they can only take small doses. Maybe that’s true for Luke. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">We tapered the Intuniv down from 3 mg to 1.5 mg (half a pill) and have been giving it to Luke before he goes to sleep. We also give him a dose of melatonin. He does have a hard time falling asleep if he doesn’t have the Intuniv, so I don’t know that we can completely eliminate it.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I haven’t noticed a ton of difference in his behavior, though his school teacher thinks he is doing better. He has still had some meltdowns at school but fewer. That’s where we are for now.</div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2012/02/is-intuniv-causing-weight-gain.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-7740511605188431240Tue, 05 Jul 2011 18:28:00 +00002011-07-05T12:28:42.467-06:00autismenvironmental factorsgeneticsInteresting Autism Research--May Relate to ADHD<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q77AB65blIA/ThNVqM6ATII/AAAAAAAAAOc/JsxzMiJCQSE/s1600/DSC_0378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q77AB65blIA/ThNVqM6ATII/AAAAAAAAAOc/JsxzMiJCQSE/s400/DSC_0378.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here's one of Izzy's illustrations for a school report on fairy bluebirds. She loves to do 3-D illustrations with paper. I love to see what she comes up with. What she's lacking in social skills, she makes up with creative skills!!&nbsp;</td></tr></tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;">My friend has a son with autism and she is super active in finding new treatments and alternative treatments, researching, and doing all that it takes to help her son. ADHD is not an autism spectrum disorder but has many similar symptoms and perhaps similar causes. I thought I'd post this article that she sent me. It's really interesting. I'm always fascinated by anything twin-related, too.</span></span><br /><div id="ecxyiv1340197764" style="line-height: 20px;"><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 20px;"><div style="color: black; font-family: 'Century Gothic'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><div id="ecxyiv1340197764post-title-area" style="line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxyiv1340197764cm-ad" style="line-height: 17px;"><br /></div><div id="ecxyiv1340197764post-title-area-inner" style="line-height: 17px;"><h1 class="ecxyiv1340197764entry-title" style="color: black; font-size: 22px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="line-height: normal;">Study: Environmental Factors May Be Just as Important as Genes in Autism</span></span></span></h1><div class="ecxyiv1340197764entry-meta" style="line-height: 17px;"><span class="ecxyiv1340197764author ecxyiv1340197764vcard" style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">By&nbsp;</span></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://healthland.time.com/author/apark7/" rel="nofollow" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank" title="Posts by Alice Park"><span style="color: black; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; text-decoration: none;">Alice Park</span></span></a></span></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;">&nbsp;<span class="ecxyiv1340197764date" style="line-height: 20px;">Tuesday, July 5, 2011</span>&nbsp;</span></span></div></div></div><div id="ecxyiv1340197764container" style="line-height: 17px;"><div id="ecxyiv1340197764content" style="line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxyiv1340197764post-37543 ecxyiv1340197764post ecxyiv1340197764type-post ecxyiv1340197764status-publish ecxyiv1340197764format-standard ecxyiv1340197764hentry ecxyiv1340197764category-autism ecxyiv1340197764category-mental-health ecxyiv1340197764tag-autism ecxyiv1340197764tag-fraternal-twins ecxyiv1340197764tag-genetic-causes-of-autism ecxyiv1340197764tag-identical-twins ecxyiv1340197764tag-multiple-births ecxyiv1340197764has-image ecxyiv1340197764author-apark7" id="ecxyiv1340197764post-37543" style="line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxyiv1340197764navigation" id="ecxyiv1340197764nav-above" style="line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxyiv1340197764nav-previous" style="line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxyiv1340197764prevPost" style="line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Century Gothic'; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div></div></div><div class="ecxyiv1340197764entry-content" style="line-height: 17px;"><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">Autism is undeniably influenced by genes, but a new&nbsp;</span></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://archpsyc.ama-assn.org/cgi/content/full/archgenpsychiatry.2011.76" rel="nofollow" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"><span style="color: black; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; text-decoration: none;">study</span></span></a></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">&nbsp;suggests that environmental factors may also contribute significantly — more than researchers previously thought — to the developmental disorder. In fact, environmental factors may play at least as big a role as genes in causing autism.</span><span id="ecxyiv1340197764more-37543" style="line-height: 17px;"></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">Dr. Joachim Hallmayer, a psychiatrist at the Stanford University School of Medicine, and his team&nbsp;</span></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://archpsyc.ama-assn.org/cgi/content/full/archgenpsychiatry.2011.76" rel="nofollow" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"><span style="color: black; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; text-decoration: none;">report online</span></span></a></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">&nbsp;in the&nbsp;<i style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">Archives of General Psychiatry</i>&nbsp;that shared environmental influences may account for as much as 55% of autism risk, while less than 40% can be attributed to genes.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">The study modeled risk, but did not specify which environmental factors were at play. But other research has implicated increasing maternal and paternal age, low birth weight, multiple pregnancies and any medications or infections to which an expectant mom is exposed during pregnancy.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">Autism, which affects&nbsp;</span></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://healthland.time.com/2011/05/09/korean-study-suggests-rate-of-autism-may-be-underestimated/" rel="nofollow" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"><span style="color: black; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; text-decoration: none;">at least 1% of children</span></span></a></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">, is a complex disorder, so it's no surprise that both environmental and genetic factors contribute to its development. But in recent years, experts have focused intensively on the genetic components of autism; with the availability of more sophisticated tools to analyze genetic changes and development of disease, researchers have identified important clues about autism's roots in DNA.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">But the rise in autism spectrum disorders has occurred too quickly to be explained fully by genes. And scientists know that genetic changes don't occur in a vacuum. Such aberrations, combined with non-genetic factors, may offer a fuller picture of what causes the disorder.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">To determine how much either factor may contribute to autism, Hallmayer's group analyzed identical and fraternal twins, in which either one or both were diagnosed with autism or an autism spectrum disorder. Identical twins share identical genetic makeup, while fraternal twins are only as genetically similar as any two siblings. So by comparing the prevalence of autism between the two groups, the scientists were able to determine with relative assurance how much genes and shared environment contributed to the twins' conditions.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">The study found that the likelihood of both twins being affected by autism was higher among identical than fraternal twins. That suggests that genetics plays a key role in the disorder. But importantly, the chance of both twins being affected by autism was not low among fraternal twins, which is counter to what would be expected if genetics were the dominant factor.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">The study also found that autism rates among both identical and fraternal twins were higher than in the general population. That further suggests that environmental factors, probably shared by the twins as early as in the womb, contribute significantly to causing the disorder. "The fact that both groups have elevated rates suggests that something is making the two groups of twins similar to each other," says Neil Risch, director of the Institute for Human Genetics at University of California San Francisco and senior author on the paper. "Whether it occurs in utero, during childbirth or soon thereafter, we can't differentiate. But it suggests that something environmental is causing the twins to be alike."</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">Risch notes that the results do not discount genetic factors by any means. "It's not either-or in terms of genetics or environment," he says. "We're not saying autism isn't genetic, because the huge majority of twins don't have autism. Obviously something is priming the risk, and it looks like that may be a genetic predisposition. So a genetic base and environmental factors together may explain autism better."</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">The risk in twins with a genetic vulnerability may be triggered by being a multiple, for instance; something about the more crowded uterine environment may contribute to a greater chance of developing the disorder, Risch notes.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">The good news is that as researchers better understand the environmental factors that are responsible for autism, the more some of these factors may be modified to help lower the risk of the disorder. A fuller picture of the spectrum of both genetic and non-genetic contributors to autism may also help lead to more effective ways to treat it.</span></span></div></div><div class="ecxyiv1340197764related-topics" style="line-height: 17px;"><ul style="line-height: 17px; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 1em; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><li class="ecxyiv1340197764label" style="line-height: 17px; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></li><li class="ecxyiv1340197764label" style="line-height: 17px; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;">Read more:&nbsp;</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: #003399; font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="line-height: normal; text-decoration: none;"><a href="http://healthland.time.com/2011/07/05/study-environmental-factors-may-be-just-as-important-as-genes-in-autism/#ixzz1RFCA4jKQ" rel="nofollow" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">http://healthland.time.com/2011/07/05/study-environmental-factors-may-be-just-as-important-as-genes-in-autism/#ixzz1RFCA4jKQ</a></span></span></span></li></ul></div></div></div></div></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: #003399; font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></div></div></div>http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2011/07/interesting-autism-research-may-relate.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-5861754730823319251Tue, 24 May 2011 04:18:00 +00002011-05-23T22:23:40.397-06:00The Fun of Moving<!--StartFragment--> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVST3VfsEPU/TdsyOQPVmZI/AAAAAAAAAOY/iADyHqM7ruQ/s1600/DSC_0267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVST3VfsEPU/TdsyOQPVmZI/AAAAAAAAAOY/iADyHqM7ruQ/s320/DSC_0267.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He fell asleep with the fish still biting his fingers.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal">I haven’t written anything for a couple of months. We are moving in 2 weeks and life is hectic. Has it been hard on my kids? Let’s see, Luke was suspended one day for hitting, and the next week I found myself on a conference call with the principal, his teacher, and the teaching director because his behavior is tanking and they don’t know what to do with him. His teacher is amazing. When she can’t deal with him, I know something is wrong. So what did I do? Sent him to Grandma and Grandpa’s for a few days. I’m just lucky he has amazing grandparents.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I have lots of stuff to blog about that I’ve been learning lately, so I hope I’ll get back to it soon. For now, I’m just going to share a Luke quote that Grandma shared with me.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Luke was running around and got all sweaty. He wiped his brow, looked at Grandma, and said, “I’m sweating like a sinner in church.” Where does he get this stuff?</div><!--EndFragment--> http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2011/05/fun-of-moving.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-3009443598713543227Thu, 31 Mar 2011 20:43:00 +00002011-04-13T23:10:27.083-06:00giftedGifted? ADHD? or Both?<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp7jXJuckhc/TZTl9wHU4JI/AAAAAAAAAOU/CG1RME6u_Dw/s1600/DSC_0158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp7jXJuckhc/TZTl9wHU4JI/AAAAAAAAAOU/CG1RME6u_Dw/s320/DSC_0158.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She just gives off a "brilliant" vibe.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal">Disclaimer: One of my children is gifted, maybe two. But I’m not bragging. It has nothing to do with me, and it comes along with a lot of social/emotional baggage. So please don’t think I think I’m cool or that they are geniuses.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Okay, I’ve got a whole new angle to analyze—the gifted thing. I knew Luke was gifted, but I just thought that meant he could read like a demon when he was barely out of diapers. And I knew Izzy was gifted in some areas, but once again, I just enjoyed her intricately made 3-D paper emperor moth creations and tried to ignore the miles of scotch tape stuck to my desk. But my school just started a group for parents of gifted children, and I felt like I should learn a little bit more about gifted education—especially because I always seem to be focusing on the kids’ ADHD struggles. After just one meeting, and reading one chapter of our book, I realized just how misunderstood giftedness is, especially by me. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I didn’t realize the social and emotional implications of giftedness. And I didn’t know that “Twice Exceptional” is an actual term for those who have exceptional talents and learning disabilities at the same time. I just thought it was the name of a blog I had noticed on&nbsp;<a href="http://adhdmomma.blogspot.com/">a mom's view of adhd</a>&nbsp;(and had never taken the time to look at). Well, now I have checked it out. According to the twice-exceptional (2e)&nbsp;<a href="http://www.2enewsletter.com/What_is_twice-exceptional.htm">web site</a>:&nbsp;“This term refers to the fact that some gifted children are exceptional both because of their strengths and because of their limitations. Coupled with high intelligence, these children also may have one or more learning disabilities, attention deficit, emotional or behavior problems, or other types of learning difficulties.”&nbsp; </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">So I had a little moment of clarity at my parenting group, thinking, “Ah ha, there’s actually a name for Luke’s condition. He is 2e, gifted and ADHD at the same time, and Izzy may be too.” But then the group leader started talking about how so many gifted children are misdiagnosed as having ADHD and how so many of the characteristics and social/emotional symptoms cross over. And the other parents started talking about how they refused to accept the diagnosis of ADHD for their children, and had taken them to 5 different doctors, and would absolutely not give their children drugs, and had taken them out of regular school and home schooled them, etc. etc. Well, all the old guilt and confusion washed over me for a while. How did I know that the kids had ADHD and were not simply gifted children whose social and emotional needs weren’t met? Are their drugs really working or is it just a placebo for me and their teachers? If the signs are the same, then how can I ever tell if they are gifted, ADHD, or both?</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">After I got home, my husband talked me off the ledge, and I did some yoga breathing. I realized I didn’t need to make any huge changes in my kids’ lives because things are going fairly well right now. But I will continue my little journey of discovery, and if it turns out that they are gifted and not ADHD, then we’ll change course. Unfortunately, I can’t figure everything out at once, but I’ve just got to accept that with a little Zen patience I think.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Here are some myths and truths about gifted children:</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Common Myths About Gifted Students<o:p></o:p></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students are a homogeneous group, all high achievers.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students do not need help. If they are really gifted, they can manage on their own.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students have fewer problems than others because their intelligence and abilities somehow exempt them from the hassles of daily life.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*The future of a gifted student is assured: a world of opportunities lies before the student.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students are self-directed; they know where they are heading.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*The social and emotional development of the gifted student is at the same level as his or her intellectual development.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students are nerds and social isolates.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*The primary value of the gifted student lies in his or her brain power.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*The gifted student's family always prizes his or her abilities.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students need to serve as examples to others and they should always assume extra responsibility.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students make everyone else smarter.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students can accomplish anything they put their minds to. All they have to do is apply themselves.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students are naturally creative and do not need encouragement.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted children are easy to raise and a welcome addition to any classroom.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Truths About Gifted Students<o:p></o:p></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students are often perfectionistic and idealistic. They may equate achievement and grades with self-esteem and self-worth, which sometimes leads to fear of failure and interferes with achievement.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students may experience heightened sensitivity to their own expectations and those of others, resulting in guilt over achievements or grades perceived to be low.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students are asynchronous. Their chronological age, social, physical, emotional, and intellectual development may all be at different levels. For example, a 5-year-old may be able to read and comprehend a third-grade book but may not be able to write legibly.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Some gifted children are "mappers" (sequential learners), while others are "leapers" (spatial learners). Leapers may not know how they got a "right answer." Mappers may get lost in the steps leading to the right answer.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students may be so far ahead of their chronological age mates that they know more than half the curriculum before the school year begins! Their boredom can result in low achievement and grades.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted children are problem solvers. They benefit from working on open-ended, interdisciplinary problems; for example, how to solve a shortage of community resources. *Gifted students often refuse to work for grades alone.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students often think abstractly and with such complexity that they may need help with concrete study- and test-taking skills. They may not be able to select one answer in a multiple choice question because they see how all the answers might be correct.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">*Gifted students who do well in school may define success as getting an "A" and failure as any grade less than an "A." By early adolescence they may be unwilling to try anything where they are not certain of guaranteed success. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Adapted from <b>College Planning for Gifted Students, 2nd edition</b><span style="font-weight: normal;">, by Sandra Berger.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://www.hoagiesgifted.org/eric/fact/myths.html">http://www.hoagiesgifted.org/eric/fact/myths.html</a><o:p></o:p></div>http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2011/03/gifted-adhd-or-both.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-5768632931216559374Sat, 19 Feb 2011 01:16:00 +00002011-02-18T18:16:33.061-07:00motherhoodThe Secret of Motherhood<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qb4VuFng91Q/TV8WeRdOYtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tOlmkJpEiDo/s1600/DSC_1047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qb4VuFng91Q/TV8WeRdOYtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tOlmkJpEiDo/s320/DSC_1047.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Love this quote I found on</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/a-moms-view-of-ADHD/332564961367"> a mom's view of ADHD</a>&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Motherhood is about raising and celebrating the child you have, not the child you thought you would have. It's about understanding that he is exactly the person he is supposed to be. And that, if you're lucky, he just might be the teacher who turns you into the person you are supposed to be. ~T</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">From a book called The Water Giver. Better read that one.</span>http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2011/02/secret-of-motherhood.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-6733308293564318562Fri, 04 Feb 2011 23:02:00 +00002011-02-04T16:02:06.536-07:00contactsoptometristLuke Gets Contacts<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b8/Contact_lens.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="258" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b8/Contact_lens.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">At one point I was laughing so hard that I was crying. Then of course, it deteriorated into real crying, for Luke at least, and I had to retreat into “Remain calm, be patient, be stable for him” mode.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal">Luke got glasses about a year ago, and he’s worn them, um, maybe six or seven times. When he doesn’t forget them, he loses them. When he does remember them, he breaks them. It all adds up to a lot more finding and fixing than actual wearing. So we went to the optometrist and asked him what he thought about contact lenses for a nine-year old. He said, sure, he was old enough.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Before the exam, the doctor asked if Luke was on any medications. I told him that he was on Zoloft and Intuniv. I didn’t mind telling him. I felt like it would probably explain some of the behaviors he would be witness to in the next few minutes. Yes, my hunch was right. As the doctor had him look at the eye charts, Luke began with his questions and observations galore: “I can’t see what that is. Are they letters? I can’t see any of those letters. Is that a P? No an H? Wait, a J? I still can’t see, even though those letters are bigger. They are just blurry blobs to me. These are like wearing my glasses right? Are there any bigger letters? Is that the biggest letter? I’m glad I can see that because we are running out of letters. That is an E. That is very easy to tell that is an E. At least I can see that E. I really do need glasses.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">It got better. The doctor told him that he could try contacts, and he was going to put them in for Luke the first time. To which Luke replied, “No, I don’t think I’m comfortable with that. I don’t want you putting your fingers into my eyes.” I got a surprised look from the doc, but I just smiled and stayed quiet. I’ve learned to let the professionals take care of things until they can’t. Then I step in. I don’t want to step in too early though. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The doctor was great. He said he understood but that it would be much easier for Luke if he did it the first time and showed Luke how to do it. “Alright then,” Luke gave in. What occurred next seemed strangely familiar. Both because I have seen Luke act like this before and because it was like I was watching reruns of Will Farrell skits. Before the doctor even put the contact in Luke’s eye, Luke was saying, “Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.” When the plastic hit the cornea: “OOOOOOWWW! Ow! Ow! Ooooh, oh, oh that hurts. That hurts! That’s hurting my eye. Oh it really hurts.”</div><div class="MsoNormal">Doc: “Can you open your eye so that I can’t take a look?”</div><div class="MsoNormal">Luke: “I can’t. I can’t. I can’t open my eye. Wait. I can open my eye. Oh wow. I can see. Oh my gosh. When I came in here I couldn’t see, and now I can see everything and I’m not wearing glasses. I’m wearing contacts. It’s in my eye. I can see everything. Now I can read all the letters on that chart. I can read even the small letters.”</div><div class="MsoNormal">Me (stifling laughter): “Luke, I’m sorry I’m laughing. I know that hurt. It’s just that you sounded like you were being pierced through the heart with a sword.”</div><div class="MsoNormal">Luke: “Mom it really hurt.”</div><div class="MsoNormal">Doc (stifling laughter): “Okay let’s put the contact in the other eye.” </div><div class="MsoNormal">Luke: “We have to do that again?”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">This time Luke began yelling before the doctor even had the contact on his finger. The doc and I were trying not to laugh. I know this may sound cruel, like I am a horrible mother, but Luke was actually doing quite well. I think any mother would have been laughing. </div><div class="MsoNormal">Doc: “Luke, I don’t even have the contact on my finger. I just want to help you open your eyelids really wide. You have strong eyelids, and I can’t keep them open all the way.”</div><div class="MsoNormal">Luke: “Okay. Okay, it’s just that this is going to hurt.”</div><div class="MsoNormal">The doc was great again: “This is all mental Luke. If you think you can do this, it will work. If you think you can’t, it will make it much harder. Just try to relax.”</div><div class="MsoNormal">As the doctor put the contact in Luke’s right eye, Luke let out another bamboo-under-the fingernails wail and continued with his Will Farrell monologue, “Ow that really hurts. That hurts this eye too. But I can see. I can see. This is amazing…” Has he been watching too much Curious George (Man with the Yellow Hat) and Megamind?</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">So we survived that but had to move on to “Contact Training” with the assistant. That’s when things began to deteriorate. He was trying so hard to get his contacts out, but he just kept closing his eyes or sliding them around on the surface until they irritated his eyelids. He tried several times and then started crying, “I just can’t do it. I can’t. I can’t. I can’t.” I went and calmed him down. The doctor suggested numbing drops. They put those in and we got some more Will Farrell action: “Oh that stings. I need a tissue. Can I get a tissue? Oh, oh, that stings. Oh, my eye is numb. I can’t feel it when I poke it…”</div><div class="MsoNormal">Assistant: “Don’t poke your eye. Don’t rub too hard with the tissue or you’ll get lint in your eye.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">We tried again, but it still didn’t work and Luke ended up in tears again. At this point, I had switched over to survival mode and wasn’t laughing anymore. I was trying to calm him down, and cheer him on. Finally the doctor suggested we give Luke extended-wear contacts that he could wear over the weekend. Then he can go back in on Monday and try again. We hope he’ll be so excited about being able to see, that he’ll be willing to try some more contact training. He liked the extended-wear idea. And was happy as a clam as we left. I called his Dad to share and tell him he had missed out on a classic Luke day.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2011/02/luke-gets-contacts.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-5617489662771220585Tue, 04 Jan 2011 21:43:00 +00002011-01-04T14:44:55.762-07:00video amnestyUnlimited Screen Time<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.xarj.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/lego-mario-brothers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.xarj.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/lego-mario-brothers.jpg" width="184" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">www.xarj.net</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Christmas went amazingly well. Maybe because the kids had total screen amnesty. They were allowed to play with the Wii, their new Nintendo DS games, and on the computer for as long as they wanted each day. It was like dying and going to heaven for them, and it was pretty good for me too. Less complaining, fewer tantrums, fewer sibling brawls. And the question of all questions was finally answered. If a tree falls in the forest…no wait, if my children are allowed unlimited screen time, will they ever get bored and quit? And the answer is: absolutely not.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I’ve been curious about this question for quite some time. For one thing, Luke is always whining that he is the only child in the world who has limits on his screen time. “All my other friends can play for as long as they want, blah, blah, blah.” And for another, I’ve had many a mother tell me that if I just let them play as much as they want, they will eventually get bored and do something else. Well, not so for my kiddies. They went from DS to Wii to computer for days on end. The only times they stopped were when we insisted that they go sledding or to a children’s museum or to play a new Christmas game. And in some cases, even that met with resistance! It was a little surreal.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">My theory is that kids with ADHD have a greater obsession, even addiction, to video games and related stuff. It is like a stimulant for the frontal cortex, like Diet Coke, yelling, or Vyvanse. Pick your poison. I don’t have any great studies to site for you. This is mainly a family observation. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">So we are back to the daily 30-minute quota, despite the ease our amnesty afforded me. It’s really not that difficult to police their time once school and other activities start. And I think they are used to the idea now—after several years of pleading. I’ve promised them they can have amnesty during other holidays, and that has helped to pacify the wild things. And I’ve learned for myself, that there is no amount of video time that will satiate my kids. I will stick with my half-hour rule and hope that they don’t go nutty and play 22 hours a day when they leave home for college. And I also hope that one day soon, I will make it through the day without the Mario Brothers boop boop boop ba boop ba boop song popping into my head.</div>http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2011/01/unlimited-screen-time.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-7098911380743986921Wed, 08 Dec 2010 20:37:00 +00002010-12-08T13:37:28.524-07:00storiesAlways Entertaining<!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jzv35a3pMI/TP_p7CJRRPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/F8RkQZBL2p0/s1600/DSC_0988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jzv35a3pMI/TP_p7CJRRPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/F8RkQZBL2p0/s320/DSC_0988.JPG" width="130" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">An Izzy story:</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">When I tucked Izzy in the other night, I noticed a list taped to her wall that reached almost ceiling to floor. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">“What’s that?” I asked.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">“My Christmas list,” she answered.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I cracked up.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">A Luke story:</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Luke says to me, “Mom, I’m not one of those people who thinks it’s all the president’s fault that we have a bad economy. I mean he has a lot of responsibility.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">First thought: Did he just use the word economy? Second thought: “Luke, have you been reading Newsweek?”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">A Wyatt story:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Wyatt was hopping up and down as we looked at toys in the store. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">“Wyatt,” I said, “Do you have to go to the bathroom?”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">“No.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">“Are you doing a pee-pee dance?”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">“No.” Starts jumping feet out and in. “This is the pee-pee dance.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">An Annie story:</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Seeing outdoor Christmas lights: “Mom, it’s more Christmas!”</div><div class="MsoNormal">Seeing Santa on TV: “Mom, it’s more Christmas!”</div><div class="MsoNormal">Seeing Christmas trees at the elementary school: “Mom, it’s more Christmas!”</div><div class="MsoNormal">Seeing Santa at the Santa lunch: “Mom, it’s more Christmas!”</div><div class="MsoNormal">You get the idea.</div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2010/12/always-entertaining.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-8391593932433906084Mon, 15 Nov 2010 20:59:00 +00002010-11-15T13:59:35.166-07:00healinglearningsavasanaHealing<!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jzv35a3pMI/TOGel2Yd6UI/AAAAAAAAANw/YnoyZ9UUqIk/s1600/DSC_0971.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jzv35a3pMI/TOGel2Yd6UI/AAAAAAAAANw/YnoyZ9UUqIk/s320/DSC_0971.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I am healing. I realized as I savasana’ed in yoga last week. As I lay on the floor relaxing after my yoga session, I felt happy and calm—then startled. Wow, I felt happy and calm. For the last four years, as I have savasana’ed and my yogis have told me to unwind, empty my mind, and let go of stress, I have lain on the floor struggling to pacify myself. Instead of emptying my mind, I was agonizing over the ordeals of the day, anguishing over my kids’ unruly and strange behavior, berating myself for my poor reactions and losing my temper, wondering if their constant fighting was in any way normal for siblings, pondering how I could make things better, worrying about what was going on at school, questioning whether they could ever make and keep friends. So much for meditation. I have not been able to empty my mind and relax for years. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">But last week, I relaxed. I thought about how great my life is. How I love my husband and my kids. How I have an amazing extended family and wonderful friends. How the world is beautiful, and how I’ve had the chance to enjoy it in so many ways. Then I just emptied my mind and rested. Quite a miracle for me. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">As I mentioned, it took me years to get to this place. I have learned patience and how to let go of those things that don’t matter. I have let go of who I thought my kids would be and who I wanted them to be and allowed them to be themselves. I have focused on the positive aspects of ADHD in my spouse and kids and been amazed by their abilities. I have set boundaries with my spouse and kids and realized that I need to take care of myself, too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>We have found medications that work, for the most part, and accepted that they cannot obliterate the symptoms of ADHD but can alleviate them. We have found fantastic teachers who understand and appreciate our kids. The kids are in a great school. They attend “Friends” class once a week for help with social skills. They meet with the school psychologists individually and together to talk through issues and work on behaviors and getting along with each other. It has been a long journey, but I have learned a lot. That seems to be how I always feel when I have reached the summit of a long, arduous trail. It is nice to have a rest at the top for a moment or two. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">But I feel like what I have learned is a great blessing. My kids are helping me understand all kids. I have a soft spot in my heart for the goofballs, eccentrics, bullies, ants-in-their-pants kids. I go into my kids’ school every week and read with students. I love hearing about Sam’s vacuum fetish. Five-year-old Mackenzie cracks me up with her fashion critiques and her constant asking if I want to see her do her name in sign language. Dallas brings out my sympathy when he tells me he hits because his dad says he needs to be tougher. I also teach kids at church. When I learned I had a child in my class who could not sit still and who had difficulty communicating, I thought “Why me? I’m dealing with my own kid issues all week long.” But when I got to know this kid, I just loved him. And when he realized I loved him, he responded to me. They just need to know you love them. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Our life is still messy and crazy. That’s just the way life is. But it is also amazing and joyful. That’s the way life is, too.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2010/11/healing.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-6226117631997914053Tue, 09 Nov 2010 05:55:00 +00002010-11-08T22:55:58.325-07:00alcoholdrugsgamingpornographysafe placeA Safe Place for Your Child<!--StartFragment--> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jzv35a3pMI/TNjhuctkieI/AAAAAAAAANs/yuKKCYiTUso/s1600/DSC_0874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jzv35a3pMI/TNjhuctkieI/AAAAAAAAANs/yuKKCYiTUso/s320/DSC_0874.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jumping down a giant sand dune. A good kind of adrenaline rush.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I went to a great lecture last weekend by psychologist, Jeffrey Ford. The lecture, “How to Create a Safe Place to Talk about Dangerous Things,” focused on how to create a home and build relationships in which kids feel safe telling their parents about their problems, even the most difficult kinds. Ford talked a lot about addiction problems, including alcohol, drugs, pornography, and even gaming. Unbelievable statistics about some of those things, but I'm not going to get into that now. Since kids with ADHD tend to be more prone to addictions and risky behavior, I was very interested in what he had to say. He talked about the 5 Cs: compliment, commit, calm, composed, and connection. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Compliment: When your child has the courage to share his problems with you, start by complimenting him. Tell him you know how difficult it must be to admit the problem and talk about it. Tell him he showed great courage in bringing it up. Tell him you love him no matter what. If you react this way to smaller problems, your child will trust you with bigger issues.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Commit: Tell your child that you are committed to helping her. Tell her that she has probably tried to stop the behavior on her own, but now you are there to be a help and support. Tell your child that you will regularly ask her about the problem. You can even set up a weekly meeting.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Calm: When your child admits to a problem, it is not the time to show anger or overreact. Your expression is especially important because it shows how you feel within a split second. Practice remaining calm in all situations with your child. Remind yourself that you will love your child no matter what problems he has.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>Ask yourself, Would I like to communicate with someone who would likely react in anger?</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Composed: This is also not a time to cry or act as though the child’s problem is going to send you over the edge. You are the adult, your child needs to be able to depend on you, trust you, and lean on you. Do not keep the problem from one or the other parent. That sends the message that the parent will not be able to cope and will not be able to love the child who has made mistakes. For instance, if you say to your child, “I’m not going to tell Dad about this,” the child may feel that her behavior is so disgusting that her father will not want to know about it. If you catch your child in the act, tell her that you will talk to her in 15 or 20 minutes when you’ve both had time to think and calm down.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Connection: Many addictive and risky behaviors create false emotions. Kids who have real connections with real people are less likely to turn to dangerous behaviors. Kids who are afraid to fail, who feel that they will be criticized or lectured for problems, or who feel that mistakes are disastrous are more vulnerable to seeking false support. The most important factor in helping a child to avoid dangerous behaviors is the child’s own positive self-concept. A healthy relationship between parent and child is key to the child’s self-concept and internal strength. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">A little maxim: “Secrets surface in safety.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">This is a lot to think about, but for me, it was a good reminder that my relationships with my kids are critical to their well-being. Solving little problems and building trust now will be a great help when the bigger problems come along. No matter how crazy things get, they need to know I love them. Don’t like the behavior; love them. We had a little chat about drugs and alcohol over dinner and it went great. We did some role plays, and they really enjoyed it.&nbsp;</div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2010/11/safe-place-for-your-child.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-1245732871658464422Tue, 26 Oct 2010 19:50:00 +00002010-10-26T13:50:15.880-06:00addiction to conflictavoiding conflictSo Are We Smarter Than the Average Thunnus Albacares?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jzv35a3pMI/TMcvUdtcqTI/AAAAAAAAANc/XwyI0FHtltg/s1600/16tuna_600x306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="163" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jzv35a3pMI/TMcvUdtcqTI/AAAAAAAAANc/XwyI0FHtltg/s320/16tuna_600x306.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Just barely. But I don’t feel too badly because the idiocy springs from being a parent. Moms and dads everywhere are bamboozled, sucked in, and manipulated by their own children. My children could be classed as professional negotiators, drama queens, and tyrants, so we’ve got to really be on our toes.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I found a quote in my readings that seemed to light the bulb in hubby’s head. I’ve been reading a lot of Dr. Daniel Amen lately, and I highlighted this from <i>Magnificent Mind at Any Age</i><span style="font-style: normal;">: <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">“In dealing with kids, employees, and even spouses with ADD, <i>no yelling</i><span style="font-style: normal;">! Many people with ADD seek conflict or excitement as a means of stimulation. They can be masters at making other people mad or angry. Do not lose your temper with them. If they get you to explode, their unconscious, low energy prefrontal cortex lights up and likes it. Never let your anger be their medication. They can get addicted to it.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I think this is what happens in our house. Izzy and Luke draw us into conflict so often; they explode and expect a fireworks response from us. I know this may sound crazy to some. I mean, who likes conflict? No one would say they do, but if it gets your adrenaline pumping and your prefrontal cortex flashing, then whether it’s subconscious or not, you like conflict. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jzv35a3pMI/TMcwim8xBMI/AAAAAAAAANg/qA_CvLSl_3o/s1600/DSC_0783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jzv35a3pMI/TMcwim8xBMI/AAAAAAAAANg/qA_CvLSl_3o/s400/DSC_0783.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(Also addicted to fire.)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal">So we are trying not to be drawn in to the drama. We are trying to remain calm. We are trying not to yell or lecture. And I think we’re doing better. No magic bullets—for their behavior or ours—but we’re doing better. That’s what counts.&nbsp;<o:p></o:p></div><!--EndFragment-->http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-are-we-smarter-than-average-thunnus.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-7944474281791278286Wed, 06 Oct 2010 19:28:00 +00002010-10-12T08:32:02.196-06:00dancegiant leapmiracleVyvanseOne Giant Leap for Izzy<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><img alt="ballet+slippers.jpg" src="webkit-fake-url://852F9C0D-43F2-4768-8884-384677BE253D/ballet+slippers.jpg" /></span></span></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I can’t afford to </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">not</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> write about this. It’s a positive, a success, a giant leap for Izzy. And it might be short lived, so I better get it down while the glow of success is still warming our lives.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Here it is. Izzy liked dance class! And then she liked it the next week. And now she has liked it three weeks in a row. She even said, “Mom, do you want to see part of my jazz routine?” I tried not to gush too much and freak her out and scare her off, but I think I nearly sang out, “Yes, of course.” She promptly did a little dance in the family room, which didn’t look like the jazz dances I have otherwise watched, but was definitely a dance with moves all over the room. My husband and I looked at each other astounded and shared a secret smile and raised eyebrows. “That was great,” I told her and gave her a little hug. In my head I was saying, “That was amazing, astonishing, brilliant, triumphant.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What was so great about it? Well, for starters, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">she</span></i><span style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> asked </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">me</span></i><span style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> if she could do dance this year. I put her in dance two years ago, but she didn’t like it. She spent most of the class looking in the mirror, chewing her hair, or meandering along when she was supposed to be hopping or chassé-ing. So we did not go back for more last year. When she asked me to do dance this year, I was surprised. I said, “Let’s try one class and see how you like it.” </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">So we went to the first class, and I prepared myself mentally to not be embarrassed or phased by her strange or unruly behaviors or comments such as “That was boring,” which I knew might possibly be voiced in front of dance teachers, students, parents, and the rest of our little dance universe. I hadn’t prepared myself to watch my daughter enjoy herself, follow a good deal of the instructions, try dance positions and leaps, and talk with other girls. Wow! What was happening? It was a Vyvanse, growing up, choosing-what-to-do-for-herself miracle. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There were definitely classic Izzy moments that made me laugh: During free dance, she chose to climb the doorway with her feet on either side of the door jam, while the other little girls were doing pirouettes and plies. And she had a few moments when the teacher had to remind her to join the class or when she was mixing it up with other kids. But overall, she seemed like a pretty regular kid having fun at dance class. I was as surprised and delighted as if someone had just left a warm, caramel bread pudding on my doorstep.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After class, I asked how it was. “Good,” she said. Amazed. No “Boring,” “Dumb,” or “I want to go home”? We drove home and brought my friend’s daughter with us. (Of course my friend could just send her daughter solo to her first class and have her be brought home with someone else.) Izzy even said a few words to the neighbor girl. I couldn’t hear them, but wow, she was starting a conversation with another child. Unprecedented. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">By the next week, my glee had been replaced with a good dose of reality. Sure she liked it last week, but when I told her to get ready this week, I would probably meet a wall of resistance. Surprise again. I asked her to get her dance clothes on and she complied (not without a reminder or two, but without a struggle). She carpooled with my friend and came home happy as a clam for the second time. As she changed out of her dance clothes, she asked me when her new ballet slippers would arrive. And then talking more to herself, she said, “Why am I jealous because those other girls have dance bags? I have this one still.” And she put her dance stuff in her old bag with a big smile. Wow again.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Okay, week three, surely she would be bored with dance by now. No she loved it, and as mentioned above, came home and performed in the family room. What thing or combination of things brought about this miracle? I will never know exactly, but it’s a direction I like.</span></div>http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-giant-leap-for-izzy.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278905127289245031.post-301612680083773247Tue, 28 Sep 2010 20:00:00 +00002010-09-28T14:02:30.400-06:00Kirsten's blogA Little Escape<a href="http://tollipop.typepad.com/.a/6a00e551d85a9988340133f48d0adf970b-pi" style="display: inline;"><img alt="Cello girl" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e551d85a9988340133f48d0adf970b" src="http://tollipop.typepad.com/.a/6a00e551d85a9988340133f48d0adf970b-800wi" title="Cello girl" /></a><br /><br />If you ever need a fanciful flight from my or your ADHD-riddled life, you might like to visit my cousin <a href="http://tollipop.com/">Kirsten’s blog</a>. Here you will see three darling girls with braids, bows, or buns in their hair; green cardigans, polka-dot skirts, bejeweled necklaces; glasses that are not bent nor crooked nor splotched with dry liquid ovals. The girls play the cello, the piano, the violin. And they love it. They draw and color their own paper dolls. They stroll along country roads. They cozy up next to their mother and cross stitch—probably for hours, all the while humming a happy tune. Nary a laceless, holey shoe will you find in this dwelling. Not a guacamole-encrusted light saber. Not a three-day old peanut butter sandwich stuck to the wall. In short, it is not my house-- just the one I imagined before I had children.<br /><br />Her blog is a little escape from my galaxy of chaos into an enchanted fairy world. To be fair, her kids are older, they are all girls, and I have one more than her. You will not hate her and covet her neuro-typical life. You will enjoy her perspective. She is honest and funny—a great writer. She, like any mother, has her moments: her ups, downs, in-betweens, and scorpion catching exploits. And I LOVE her photos. She shares all the beautiful things she finds and creates. She has a little Etsy shop with some darling prints if you are so inclined. <br /><br /><a href="http://tollipop.typepad.com/.a/6a00e551d85a99883401348564adb5970c-pi" style="display: inline;"><img alt="Sweet tooth a" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e551d85a99883401348564adb5970c " src="http://tollipop.typepad.com/.a/6a00e551d85a99883401348564adb5970c-800wi" title="Sweet tooth a" /></a><br /><br />I say all this about escape from my world because I do need to escape from it sometimes, but never would I escape for—well, probably more than three days. In fact, I was away last weekend, and I missed my crazy family with a longing that normal people probably feel. (I was away two weekends ago also, and I felt guilty for not really missing them. I needed a chance to breath. So I felt happy that I missed them last weekend. I am not a cruel, self-absorbed, unloving person. Yeah!)http://adhdcrew.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-escape.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Sunny)2